Prince Nan Huai thought for a moment and said honestly, "Yes, I have disliked you since I was a child."
His face suddenly turned angry. "You always act like a dead person and don't like to get close to me. Mother has been partial to me since she was young. She always said that you will be the emperor in the future and asked me to give in to you in everything. She worked hard for you, but it's ridiculous that you are so unpromising. Mother said that if you had fought harder, the ancestors might have established you. But you made all her efforts go to waste."
"I think that as a parent, all she wants is for her children to have a smooth life. If she demands too much, it is her own ambition and lust for power."
"I just feel it's unfair. If my mother had placed her bets on me earlier, perhaps I would have succeeded long ago. She realized it too slowly, and in the end, she was too anxious. What a pity." As King Nan Huai spoke of these things, a look of resentment and unwillingness appeared on his face.
Murong Jie was thinking about how long it would take Zi'an to escape, so he did not anger King Nan Huai, but followed his words and said, "You said that when you were young, I didn't like to be close to you. Do you know why?"
"Why?" King Nan Huai asked. He really wanted to know why. Since he was a child, he loved to have a stern face. No matter what he said or did, he seemed to be very contemptuous.
Logically speaking, that stone-like man should not have known what he was thinking. If he didn't know, it would be his fault, as he was the one who thought of brotherhood first.
Murong Jie said, "Because, your closeness to me is all intentional, and it has been like this since childhood. I still remember the year of your seventh birthday, when the emperor came to Fukang Palace and sat in the inner hall to talk with the mother, you knew it in advance. When I came back from the study, you deliberately made me angry outside the door. I chased you all the way in, and was caught by the emperor. The emperor has always taught us to be friendly and respectful to brothers. How could he let me go easily when he saw me chasing you? That was the first time I was beaten by the emperor. Since then, I have distanced myself from you, because behind your obedience and smile, there are too many sneaky thoughts."
Nan Huai Wang laughed softly. He stretched out his hand and fanned the ashes outside. The ashes blew in and choked his nose. "Yes, I did it on purpose that time. I did it on purpose many times after that. I wanted to let my father know that the good son he thought was actually very despicable. I pretended to please you and also wanted to make you fall into my trap. You said that you started to...
You started to distance yourself from me, but you didn't. You kept falling into my trap. As long as I pretended to be submissive, you would be fooled. At that time, I didn't know that you had seen through me. I just saw that you looked at me with hatred and disgust every time, and I wanted you to embarrass yourself in front of my father and disappoint him even more. "
This conversation was more like a reckoning. The two brothers had settled all the grudges they had from childhood to adulthood, and now there was no more affection between them.
However, Murong Jie had originally intended to have this conversation in order to delay time. When he came to this point, he felt a little sad. It was true that he had not been very close to the Eighth Brother since childhood. However, everyone else could see that he cared about this younger brother very much.
He knows it in his heart. He values family affection. His indifference to him is because of disappointment rather than indifference.
Nan Huai Wang continued to grit his teeth and said, "Everyone says you are outstanding. You are obviously not the crown prince, but so many people dare to break the taboo and say that you have the talent of an emperor. How can I accept it? Others don't know, but I know you. If you are not ruthless enough, how can you be an emperor? Compared with him, even if you are outstanding in everything, you are not as suitable as him to be an emperor. He can even give up the person he loves without hesitation. However, he has also been poisoned by the ancestors and said something about brotherly love. If I were him, I would have eliminated you as a threat long ago, and this country would be safe. If you died early, when he was seriously ill, it would be the time for me to start a big event. What a pity, what a pity!"
He shook his head repeatedly, with resentment on his face. He resented Murong Jie, the emperor, and even more so God. As long as that one if happened, he would be successful.
God was not on his side. Even Sun Fang'er and Shang Qiu, whom he trusted, betrayed him.
He snatched the wine jug from Murong Jie's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and then threw it hard on the ground. The jug broke into pieces, and the remaining turbid wine and the porcelain pieces of the jug splashed out and hit the back of Murong Jie's hand.
"Today, either you die or I die. But no matter whether you die or I die, because of the same fate Gu, we will not survive in the end."
As if swearing a curse through the sky, he pointed his sword at Murong Jie, and a fierce sword energy emerged.
For a moment, every corner of this small Dragon King Temple was filled with murderous intent.
"Send people down the mountain to chase him. I want Xia Zian to see Murong Jie die with his own eyes."
His fickle nature was evident in his changeable character, which showed that he had reached the point of madness.
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Zi'an kept walking down the mountain. Because she was running so fast, she felt pain in her stomach. She covered her stomach and said sadly, "Child, you have to be strong and hold on. Your father used his life to protect you. You can't fail."
With this belief in my heart, it actually doesn't hurt that much anymore.
She was running down the mountain, and behind her, there were masters of light Kung Fu catching up with her. She looked back and saw several people flying over the treetops and chasing in her direction.
She was anxious and ran faster.
When she ran to a slightly flat place halfway up the mountain, she saw several horses. She untied the reins of one of the horses and climbed onto it.
The pursuers behind her also quickly arrived and rode after her.
The road down the mountain was relatively flat. Zi'an whipped the horse hard, trying to put some distance between himself and the pursuers.
She ran for her life, and it really worked. The horse seemed to sense her anxiety and desire to survive, or perhaps it couldn't bear the pain of the whip, and it ran as fast as the wind.
Hidden weapons whizzed past her ears, warm liquid oozed out, and she felt sharp pains in her back, but she ignored them all and only wanted to run to Qingzhou Prefecture. If Qin Zhou could come, she and Lao Qi would be saved.
The burning pain on her back became more severe. She could even feel her blood draining out and she began to feel dizzy again. She tried hard to hold on. Her faith and will never wavered.
The trees on both sides fell rapidly behind her, and everything in front of her was just a fleeting shadow. The yellow road seemed to her like a ribbon, constantly flying behind her.
Behind her, the sound of horse hooves became more and more frequent. Zi'an lowered her body and tried her best to avoid the opponent's hidden weapons. Although she couldn't see it, she knew by feeling that her back had turned into a strawberry and was stained with blood.
Finally they entered the official road. The horse ran even faster and the bumps made Zi'an more uncomfortable. She held on to one belief, which was to save the child from this disaster.
When she thought of Lao Qi, her heart ached sharply, but it was precisely this pain that allowed her to stay awake.
In front of them, there was a billowing cloud of dust and the sound of horse hooves deafening. Zi'an's heart sank. Even with her eyes narrowed, she couldn't see clearly who the person was. She just thought that if the person in front was also Prince Nan Huai's man, she and the child would die today.
(End of this chapter)